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Friday, October 21, 2005

Maybe

Maybe life wouldn’t be too normal after all. Maybe after this task, another one will come up. Maybe I will never sleep sound again, nor think of things the same way again. Maybe I’ll pass after flunking too many times, or maybe not. Maybe I was destined to be a queen for a day and slave for the rest of the time. Maybe I should have closed my eyes, should have closed my ears, my heart, my brain before and for days to follow just so not to feel anything. Maybe I’m getting tired or maybe I could be just starting. Maybe I never did grow up nor had experienced being a child. Maybe tomorrow pigs could fly and I could finally lie to have my most sought after peace of mind. Maybe not in this lifetime. Maybe in the afterlife. Maybe never at all. Just maybe.

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Mariela loves backpacking, going on unplanned trips, climbing mountains, wading in any water bodies, eating ice creams, listening to some famous and practically unknown music makers and getting lost on some really good books. She dreams of traveling and eating her way around the world. See where her third world salary rate takes her.